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lowkeyerror · 3 months ago

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Deadly Alliance

Jennifer Check x Reader x Needy Lesnicki

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Notes: Vampire!Reader, cannon typical explicit content, blood, talk of murder, kissing

Summary: When looking for a prey you find yourself at the mercy of Jennifer Check. She doesn’t want much from you, just for you to make her friend Needy a vampire.

An: I said vampire !reader x Jennifer Check and I have delivered. I wasn't going to involve Needy, but a lot of Jennifer’s motivation in the movie is her relationship with Needy. I kind of got lazy at the end and didn't know what to do... but hopefully it's not too bad. (Not proof read)

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Twigs and leaves alike crumple under your heavy steps. The cold air of the night was rigid against your skin. Your lungs were burning, but you refused to stop running.

Nothing should’ve been capable of keeping up with you. Your supernatural speed should’ve outmatched that of any man or animal. So as you found yourself being chased through the woods of Devil’s Kettle, you felt fear bubble up inside of your chest.

All at once you collide into something that feels like a brick wall. You’re knocked onto the soft ground, you feel the mud seeping into your clothes.

When you look up, you’re able to make out the silhouette of a girl. Her eyes seem to shine in the night, though the are completely black.

“Well aren’t you fast?”

You knew that voice, but you didn’t know where you recognized it from.

“You’re faster,” you groan from your position on the ground. You wit up back make no move to stand.

Her head tilts to the side and she groans, “You’re a girl.”

“And what are you a sexist demon?”

The woman doesn’t respond but soon you let out a strained puff of air as the back of your head hits the floor. With a power that you wouldn’t expect a hand on your chest presses you into the ground. You’re aware of her thighs straddling you and squirm a bit under her.

“Strong girl, I’m-”

“Jennifer?”

Her hand is rough as it grabs your chin, “How do you know my name?”

You see her eyes squint, but she still wasn’t able to see as well as you. Your eyes glowed a dim red as they searched her features.

“It’s Y/n,” you murmured.

She pulled your upper body off of the ground so that you two were face to face.

“Holy shit, what the fuck are you doing out here?”

“Hunting,” you said.

She let a wide smile coat her features, “Hunting what?”

You bare your fangs at the cheerleader, “Dinner.”

Jennifer laughs, “Bloodsucker, yet you're calling me a demon.”

“Well what are you?”

Jennifer shrugs, “Indestructible.”

She gets off you and offers you a hand, you cautiously take it.

“So I won’t tell anyone what I saw, you won’t tell anyone about you saw and we go our separate ways,” you proposed.

Jennifer eyes you a bit, “Sure, I’ll see you in class bloodsucker.”

She’s gone in the blink of an eye. You look at where she stood, shaking your head before continuing your hunting.

The next day at school was fairly normal. You are lunch in the library as usual. You picked at the food, while scrolling through your phone.

“Hungry?”

Your head snaps up at the sound of her voice, “What are you doing in here?”

Jennifer takes a seat next to you sliding her hydro flask in your direction. You can smell it from across the table. You try to keep your composure as you reach for it. The liquid feels warm when it goes down your throat. You know it's fresh.

“Better than the cafeteria lunch?”

You nod your head, “Way better, now what do you want to talk about?”

Jennifer props her head up in her hand, “Well after last night, I got to thinking and I’m curious about you bloodsucker. About your… hunting. Are you more of the catch and release type or?”

You smile to yourself, “I don't believe in catch and release. Whatever I catch is mine to do what I please with.”

“So you’re literally just killing people.”

You look at her with wide eyes, “Keep your voice down and don't think I'm letting you take the high road here. You’re killing people too.”

She’s slightly offended by your words, “No, no, the difference is I’m killing boys.”

“A body is a body Jennifer,” you rebuttal.

She crosses her arms over her chest, “If that were the case, you wouldn’t have made it out of the woods last night.”

You scoff, “If you think you could've killed me back there you’re wrong.”

Jennifer raises an eyebrow, “Oh really? Then why were running for your life like a scared little bitch?”

Your fist clenches at your side, “Is it unnatural to run when you’re being chased? Just because I can’t die doesn’t mean I don’t feel pain.”

“What do you mean, you can’t die? Fire, wooden stake, garlic, all the stereotypical things right?”

You shake your head, “Wrong actually. Trust me, I’ve tried a number of things to not have to endure this.”

“Interesting. Look bloodsucker, I think we should help each other out.”

“I don't need your help,” you deadpan.

Jennifer’s eyes darken, “Oh but you do, because I know what you are now. So you’re going to help.”

“Blackmail, great. What do you want?”

Jennifer smiles, “My friend Needy, she needs a new direction in life. Her loser ex broke up with her and she hasn't been herself. I think revenge is the best way to heal.”

“What does any of that have to do with me?”

“I’ll handle the boyfriend and you handle Needy.”

Your eyes widen as you realize what she’s suggesting, “You want me to turn your friend.”

Jennifer nods, “Simple.”

You shake your head, “Not simple did you not hear me when I said I don’t believe in catch and release.”

“Well time to start believing.”

Jennifer tries to exit at that note but she finds herself unable to get up. When she looks at you, she can see red hues in your eyes.

“We aren’t done here,” your voice has an unnatural echo to it as you speak lowly.

“Powers of persuasion, nice,” Jennifer compliments.

The red leaves and you look at her intensely, “What you’re asking of me… I can’t. Jennifer, I do not have control over myself in most feeding situations. I’ve tried a few times to… make companions. My thirst is insatiable.”

In an unexpected move Jennifer reaches across the table putting her hand in yours, “Aren’t you tired of being alone? People like us, all we have is each other. I’ll level with you Y/n, I think together we can become something amazing. I want the power, but I can’t do it without Needy.”

You scan her features, “Why not?”

“I- I need her,” Jennifer whispers.

You understand the implication in her voice, “So what, I turn your girlfriend and then what happens to me?”

Jennifer lifts your hand off of the table and kisses your knuckles, “And then we're all powerful.”

The bell rings signifying the end of lunch.

“You’ll find my address in your locker, come over around 6. Bye bloodsucker.”

Once she is gone, you put your heat down on the table and groan. In less than 24 hours Jennifer Check has made your eternal existence even more complex. Yet you find yourself intrigued by the demon. She was damn persuasive; her lips were warm against your hand.

When you catch your bearings a bit you hurriedly exit the library, heading for your next class. You don’t get very far in your rush before you’re colliding with someone at the library’s exit.

Your hands are firm in the dips of their waist. It was something like the pose of a dance. Your lips were close to their neck, you could smell slight vanilla of their perfume. The sound of their pulse beating rapidly makes you want to bare your fangs, but you ignore that feeling.

“Are you alright?”

You finally take a look at the person you bumped in to. Fate had decided to thrust Needy Lesnicki right into your arms.

Her glasses must’ve been knocked off in the clash. Her eyes were unconsciously scanning your body. You didn’t mind in fact you found her lack of answer cute.

“Needy are you alright?”

The second time you say it, she seems to snap out of her trance. She nods a few times before going to take a step out of your hold. You’re quick to pull her back into you. Her arms get pressed between your bodies leaving her hands to rest on your chest.

“Oh,” she squeaks out her face brightening with every second.

“You almost stepped on your glasses.”

You bend down to get her glasses, cleaning them with the bottom of your shirt before handing them back to her.

“T-thank you,” she stutters out, finally stepping away from you.

“No problem, I’m sorry I nearly ran right through you. I was trying to get to class,” you apologize.

She shakes her head before looking down, “No, I should’ve been watching where I was going.”

“It’s not a big deal. I’ve got to go, but I’ll see you around Needy.”

She watches as you speed down the hall before speaking to herself quietly, “Bye Y/n.”

Even as you get farther from Needy the sound of her pulse echoes through your ears. Her vanilla scent lingers in your nose. There’s an innocence to her that part of you wants to protect, but the other half wants to corrupt.

She’s cute and the thought of drinking her blood sends small shocks through your body. The idea of her being like you was thrilling. The only thing that gave you pause was your thirst.

If you sank your teeth into her neck, you'd have to rely on Jennifer in case you got out of hand. How could you trust Jennifer to keep you around after the deed was done?

Though you had concerns and questions you still found yourself at Jennifer’s front door at 6 pm.

She opens the door and drags you up to her room.

“Glad you decided to show up.”

“What am I here for?”

She rolls her eyes, “We’re getting Needy tonight.”

Your mouth hangs open a little, “You want to do this today?”

“No better time than the present. Now, show me your fangs.”

You’re reluctance doesn’t last long as your fangs appear. Jennifer steps into your personal space. Her finger reaches out and carefully traces your sharp teeth. She pricks her finger on the point of one of your teeth.

“Careful,” you say, grabbing her wrist.

She doesn’t shrug you off. Instead her eyes stare deeply into yours. The room stills as she does. Your grip on her loosens and your fangs retract.

“How did you get like this?”

The question hangs in the air.

“When I was younger, I was sick. Not like a child and flu, more like I’d be lucky if I made it into my teens sick. My parents… they were desperate to keep me alive. So on the day that I flat lined, they took me to this man. He wasn't a doctor, but he promised them that he would be able to cure my illness. They were skeptical, but they didn't have time to be picky. He wasn’t a vampire, but something like a supernatural mad scientist. He injected the vampire venom directly into my body. All I remember is waking up, and feeling like I was starving.”

You don’t want to finish the story. Hungry was an understatement, you were ravenous. It was hardly you, more of the monster they had made you be. They saved your life, but at what cost?

Jennifer can see the guilt written clearly on your face, “That’s not your fault.”

“It was the worst day of my life. I wish that I'd died that day. That my parents could've just let me go. They would still be here, if they let me die,” your voice dies of at the end.

You try to hold your tears back, but one escapes. A single drop of blood travels from your eyes down your cheek. Jennifer wipes it away for you.

“I’m so sorry Y/n,” the sincerity in her eyes had you reeling.

You clear your throat, “It’s fine, what about you? How did you become whatever it is you are?”

She looks away from you, “ Low Shoulder tried to use me as a sacrifice, but it didn't work because I'm not a virgin. So I’m like this now.”

“During the fire?”

She nods, “Yeah, I don't really know what I am anymore. I’m strong, fast, and nothing can hurt me as far as I know. But that's only if I eat people, I get weak if I don’t.”

“So you need the meat and I need the blood?”

“I guess this works out for us then doesn’t it?”

You smile a bit, “ Maybe but where does Needy fit into this?”

Jennifer eyes you curiously, “ I already told you, I need her around.”

“I know, but if I’m turning her… she might need me,” you speak hoping Jennifer was understanding what you are implying.

“Well I said we would stick together,” Jennifer misses your point.

You sigh, “What if I wanted her around the same way you seem to.”

Jennifer makes an ‘o' shape with her mouth, “ I get it now. If that were the case then maybe I could learn to share.”

Relief crosses you features, “Great-"

“But, Needy deserves the best and as her best friend I think only I can determine what’s best for her.”

You furrow your brow, “What does that mean?”

Jennifer’s hand trails up your arm before gently cupping your face, “It means I need to try you out first.”

“Oh.”

You let Jennifer take the lead with little to lose at this point. Her lips touch yours softly. You move with her the slow pace building with the seconds that pass. She lets out a small whine against your lips.

Without your permission your fangs come out. Your hands go to Jennifer’s shoulder slightly pushing her away in embarrassment.

She laughs as she sees the red blossom over your face, “Does that mean you like me or something?”

“Something like that,” you mumble.

“I like them, it’s cute,” she comments.

Your hands go to cover your face, “So what’s the plan?”

Jennifer goes into a somewhat vague detail about startling Needy a bit, before appearing in her room.

It sounded simple enough, but you still questions on your mind.

“What about Chip?”

The demon circles you placing her hand on your shoulder, turning you towards the mirror. Your reflection was blurry, but there.

“I was thinking maybe we could grab him for a late night snack? Needy will be hungry after the change anyway right.”

You meet her eyes in the mirror, “Oh you’re cruel.” Jennifer goes to interrupt you but you cut her off, “I like it.”

Once the discussion is over the two of you launch into the plan. You wait for Needy’s mom to leave for work. When she does, Jennifer goes into the house.

“Are you coming?”

“Invite me in,” you say.

She giggles, “Out of all the things that are real that’s one of them?”

“Hey, it’s good that I don’t burst into flames when the sun touches my skin,” you argue.

She invites you in and the two of you head up to Needy's room. Jennifer positions you in the closet and tells you to wait for her to come back with Needy.

You don’t wait too long before you hear the door open. Needy frantically calls her mom’s name out a couple of times. As she gets closer to the room, you work to keep still.

You watch Jennifer climb into the bed seconds before Needy enters the room. Your eyes don’t leave her figure as she begins to strip for bed.

It's when she climbs in bed, seemingly relaxed that Jennifer makes herself known. Needy is quick to reach for her lamp, but you’re quicker.

“Hi there Needy.”

“GET OUT!”

Jennifer kneels on the comforter, “But we always share your bed when we have slumber parties.”

Needy’s eyes flit to you.

“I haven’t stopped thinking about you since we bumped into each other. The chemistry was a little electric wasn’t it Needy? Left you a little speechless.”

Your hands reach for her waist, stepping forward so your front is against her back. At the same time, Jennifer shuffles across the bed, taking Needy’s glasses off. The brunette makes sure to move some of blonde’s hair while combing through it, giving you a clear view of her neck.

“Is that my Evil Dead T-shirt?”

Jennifer doesn’t answer her. The demon cautiously closes the gap between Needy and herself. Her lips lightly graze Needy’s, not yet in a full kiss.

Your lips are delicately as they trail up the side of Needy’s neck. The pecks follow a steady pace. It helps keep you from getting over excited. When your lips aren’t connected with her neck, your breath skims over the skin.

The hesitation is still present but no one is stopping as Jennifer begins to kiss Needy with more longing. You suck lightly on the blonde’s neck. Jennifer lays down on the bed silently inviting the blonde on top of her. You lick a long stripe up Needy’s neck.

The green eyed girl turns her head to meet you in a kiss. It’s intoxicating as her lips cascade over yours. Her tongue shyly slipping into your mouth. It takes everything in you to grip her jaw in your hand and direct her attention towards Jennifer.

With more fever in her movements the blonde surges forward to continue kissing the brunette.

You watch as desire courses through your veins. Your eyes take in every detail as Jennifer’s legs start to envelope Needy. The blonde’s sleep shirt slowly rising up her back to reveal smooth skin. The painstakingly slow grinding had you on edge.

It's over too suddenly as Needy nearly jumps off of Jennifer, “WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!”

Jennifer laughs, “Oh my god Needy, I’ve never heard you drop the F-bomb before."

The blonde begins to ramble, “I-I-I saw you. I saw you.”

“A deep breath would do you good, sweetheart,” you interject.

“I’m going to call the police.”

You sink to her level, making sure to meet her eyes. Unlike with Jennifer where there were only specks of red in your irises, this time it was the entire thing, “I don’t think you’ll be calling anyone.”

Needy looks between you and Jennifer a few times, “What do you want from me?”

Jennifer pouts, “I just want to explain some things to you. Besides, when people are as close as we are we shouldn’t keep secrets.”

Needy nods, though her uncertainty lingers. Jennifer tells Needy about what happened during the night of the fire. You can see the apprehensive look take place on Needy’s face.

It's easy to tell that Jennifer’s lost her when she demonstrates her powers but cutting open her arm. Tensions rise and almost jeopardize this entire thing.

“Needy, hear me out,” you plead, stopping Jennifer from making her exit.

“And what’re you ?” The exasperation in her voice says it all.

“Something you should be more familiar with,” you speak then flash your fangs at her.

“A vampire,” she says in a hushed tone.

Your glare almost goes through her, “Jennifer has a bit more standards when it comes to getting full than I do. Jen likes to rid the world of scummy, crusty, pitiful, boys. Me on the other hand, I’m not so picky.”

She gulps as you move closer to her, “ I-is this a threat?”

You shake your head nonchalantly, “Of course not, but let’s think about something for a moment. If I wanted to hurt you… if Jennifer wanted to hurt you, it would’ve happened already. If I wanted to control you, I could influence you to do whatever I wanted with a simple look. We’re giving you a lot of free will here, that we just don’t have to.”

“Why?” Her voice is barely above a whisper as she speaks.

“Tell her why, Jennifer,” you look at the dark haired girl.

Jennifer looks at the girl she just made out with, “ Needy, we’ve been friends for a long time. I’ve always known that I wanted to be more than friends. When we would play boyfriend-girlfriend when we were younger, I knew. It’s kind of funny when you think about how your nickname became Needy, when it was always me that needed you.”

“Jen- ”

“When you got with Chip I hated him, I didn’t think it was possible to hate someone as much as I hated him. At least until he dumped you, then I hated him even more for wasting an opportunity I’d never even gotten. Don’t you want some kind of revenge?”

You stare at Needy, “I think revenge sounds sweet. Jen and I could get it for you or perhaps you could get it on your own.”

Needy keeps her eyes on Jennifer, “Are you saying you want to be with me?”

Jennifer shakes her head, “I don’t want to, I need to.”

Needy’s defensive stand lessens as she looks between the two of you.

“And what do you want from me?” The blonde looks at you.

You drink in her appearance without any shame, “I didn’t question it when Jennifer said she needed you, but I didn’t understand it. Fate worked quickly to make me understand when we bumped into each other. There’s just something about you, Needy. It pulled me in instantly, and I just wanted more.”

Needy looks away from you trying to hide the rapid color spreading across her face , “How would this even work? You’re both technically murders and kind of immortal. I’m just some girl.”

Jennifer frowns, “You’ve never been just some girl Needy. You have limitless potential, you just have to let us unlock it.”

“H-how?”

This time it’s your hand that’s exposing Needy’s neck. You let your normal teeth slide against her warm skin, “Let me bite you, Anita. Fulfill your potential.”

She looks at Jennifer for comfort.

“You can say no to all of this and we’ll leave, but come on Needy, doesn’t a part of you want this; want us?”

There’s an intense silence that follows.

“Do it.”

Your teeth sink into her neck fairly quickly. Her blood is bitter like a perfectly aged wine. You control your breathing, focusing on not drinking her dry. The longer your teeth are in her neck you become more restless. You don’t want to stop tasting her like this, you can feel yourself getting carried away.

“Y/n,” Jennifer says your name like a command.

Her voice startles you it sounds the same as it did when she chased you through the woods. Part of you feared it, and you were grateful for that fear.

You retract your fangs, but can’t help yourself as you continue to lap up Needy’s blood. A firm grip on your wrist stops you from going any further. You expect it to belong to Jennifer, but are surprised to see that it's Needy. You remove your mouth from her neck.

“How do you feel?”

Her green eyes are nowhere to be seen. They’re red as she scans her surroundings.

“Thirsty,” her voice echoes when she speaks.

You smirk, “How about we get ourselves a little snack? I was thinking something like a bag of chips.”

Jennifer agrees, “I’d love a chip. Needy?”

“That sounds like a great idea.”

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gayandfairycore · 8 months ago

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But it’s better if you do

Summary: Being Jennifer checks human girl friend and being best friends with needy, instead of Jennifer finding needy when she freshly turns she finds you. You struggle to find the right time to confess your love for the demon girl, when People of devils kettle go missing you can’t bring yourself to care when the succubus’s lips are on yours.

Warnings: reader doesn’t really care about anyone but Jennifer, homoerotic gay friendships are my fav, Jennifer killing and eating boys normal succubus things, arson, a complicated relationship with Jennifer where she kisses reader w/o consent, stalking, breaking and entering, probably more but I’m not sure!

A/n: I love Jennifer check so much I’m only like 80% proud of this fic but man Jennifer is so hot & what else could I do aside from using a patd song!

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Melody lane, a shitty little jukebox club in the middle of devils kettle usually filled with drunk old men, crusty teenagers, and Jennifer’s flings.

But occasionally they had a half decent band playing. And okay alcohol when Jennifer actually managed to convince the bartender. the only way you’d ever hear any of them was when Jennifer managed to drag yourself and needy along with her to the club to watch as she seduced either a new fling, or an old one.

You never minded Jennifer dragging you to places, you liked the company, I fact youd jump when the girl invited you to one of hers and needys sleepovers, it was usually filled with sinful thoughts, movies you’d rented, and shroud gossip about your drab peers. To you Jennifer and needys were the most interesting people in devils kettle.

But there was something especially, special about Jennifer. from her sensual smile, to the way she’d bite her lip when you were near, the the taste of her lip gloss, and the nights her lips were on yours. You’d deal with the disappointment of going back to friends the next morning as long as you got to feel the girls cold hands on your body.

she was addictive. so addictive, you’d stay in a constant loop of the girls lips on yours as you shared a bed with each other, her touch delicate and light over the skin of your chest. It was the only time her words were ever gentle and not piercing alone with you was the only time she’d let her guard down.

But you loved her in public too, when she was mean and cold. you didn’t mind when she was mean to you, infact you liked her meanness, her spirit, her beauty, her love for fun, her piping hot gossip. You liked Jennifer not just for her banging body but for her soul.

The way her hands would rest on top of yours underneath the table in geography, the way her perfect nails would scratch against your back on your sleepovers.

You loved Jennifer, like you loved breathing.

the night melody lane burned down and the freaks from that band wanted a virgin and some how hypnotised Jennifer to join them in their creepy van needy had to hold you back from chasing after the girl, but from the sound of people’s bones breaking and the smell of their skin burning off when you three were briefly trapped in the club it left you in the wrong headspace. It left you unable to think straight.

the only thing repeating in your head over and over, “where’s jen? Why did I let her go with them? I should have done more.” Over and over again

But from the burning bodies, needys quiet sobs, and watching as your best friend get in a van with freaks all you wanted to do was go home, sit on your bed, and cry. Your ride home in Jennifer’s sea-bring left you itchy and uncomfortable. it felt wrong to sit in Jennifer’s car without her. But still you sat there with the aircon blasting because you couldn’t handle the heat You still felt the residual burn from the fire.

It felt wrong to be safe in a car with needy When Jennifer was probably suffering in the hands of emo guys from a shitty band out of state that decided to lay their seedy sights on devils kettle and take your best friend from you. It felt like one big cruel joke.

“Are you gonna be okay without me?” Needy asked resting her hands on the steering wheel pushing her glasses up against her face. Snapping you out of your thoughts

“Yeah yeah… I’ll be okay will you?” You asked your arms tightly wrapped around yourself the chill of the night air against your uncovered arms was welcomed.

The nerdy girl observed your face, not quite believing you’d be okay by the far off look in your eyes she wasn’t even sure she knew where you were. She was wrong. you knew exactly where you were but your head was out of it. Part of you still left with Jennifer in the van Still fighting needys grip still being held back in needys hold as you watched the girl you love be carted away with strange men.

“Yeah I’ve got chip.” Needy smiled awkwardly your voices quiet in the silence the small car light basking you two in warm orange. Watching eachother in awkward in silence, you were just grateful for your lives. And you’d talk about the effects of this eventually, but not tonight.

“Drive safe needy.” You smiled hand squeezing her shoulder tightly before unbuckling and getting out of the car. The walk to your door had been quick the buzzing silence and the illumination from the street lights left an eerie feeling to chill your bones. Or maybe it was the chill of the night air cooling your burning skin.

slotting your key into the hole and sliding the door open you’re met with your home drenched in darkness. The usual warmth and safety of your house felt unnerving.

The warm yellow lights from your ceiling and the sounds of the tv that sounded like childhood was gone only filled with aching silence. It was like even your home reflected your mood.

The only light was what came from your porch and needys headlights as she left down your street.

you wandered to the kitchen in the dead of night, the familiar creak of the floorboards and the buzz of your fridge calmed your racing thoughts, the only light source from the beeping green timer on the oven that stayed on no matter what you did. This was good.

This meant you were safe. You were home.

As you Pulled out a glass cup and filling it up with sink water, resting against the counter you downed your glass quickly the smooth liquid cooled the dryness in the back of your throat, the smoke from the fire coated your throat and making swallowing difficult.

You felt so sick, climbing the stairs to your bedroom and collapsing on your bed you flick your dated lamp on the warm light illuminating your room you finally let the tension from your body the sound of a creak made you crack your eyes open straining your ears to hear anything else after a few minutes of silence

it was probably nothing climbing under the plush comfy blankets of your bed you felt like a little kid again. safe under the blankets tucked in where nothing could touch you.

Despite your blanket force field you didn’t dare turn off the lights. You keep them on and let them light the room.

You were always terrified of the dark. The only darkness you liked was the back of your eyelids

So you shut your eyes tightly and tried to ignore the horrible stench of smoke littering your clothes and staining your sheets. It would be your mother’s problem in the morning.

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When you cracked your eyes open again you were met with the sight of your light turned off and your room shrouded in darkness, Odd.

The world outside your window was also silent no crickets, no cars, just nothing.

Sitting up on your bed your blanket clutched to your chest you strained your eyes to look through the darkness, to adjust to the dimly lit room as you blindly reached your hand for the lamp switch turning it on despite the click you’re only met with darkness.

So you tried again,

Click

Still darkness?

“Fuck sake” you muttered the age of the lamp clearly took its toll and of course it chose today of all days to die.

Pulling the cord to you you’re met with a jagged edge, not the plug pulled out from the Power Point under your bed. But a cord that’s been cut the edges fraying dangerously.

Panic swirls in your chest any semblance of tiredness in you disipates as you observe your room, straining your eyes demanding them to focus. Your heart racing you can’t help but imagine a horrid monster under your bed that’s going to grab your ankle the moment you hop down.

Letting out a quiet whimper at the thought you push yourself against the headboard you’re met with two options: brave getting off the bed, and making a run for the light switch Or…Jumping out the window from the second floor, and splat on the veranda. no.

You’ve got one option,

You’d have to brave the darkness.

Taking a shaky breath you push yourself from the safety of your bed you become alarmingly aware of every step, every sound, every creak. You can hear your breaths in the silent room but something in the back of your mind swears you heard the breathing of something that wasn’t you.

you wonder if you’re being pranked, “ok needy, chip. Not funny!” You call shakily into the darkness.

but when a hand grips your foot and tugs you hard to the floor, you slam painfully against the wood Groaning at the impact it only takes you a minute before your mind is clear again.

And you realise there’s some monster under the bed that tugged you to the floor. And their hands still holding your foot. you scream and tug your leg from their hold with force but still your eyes don’t adjust to the darkness and your scrambling to get back up but the monster doesn’t let you tugging you again to the floor. their hand grips your upper calf leaving a wet, sticky hand print.

What the fuck.

You feel their body crawl over you their cold hand trails your body with force but

Before you can scream again hand is covering your mouth tears well in your eyes at the feeling all the worst scenarios come to mind as you lay there frozen in fear, tears well in your eyes spilling down your cheeks.

“P-please” you whimper in its hold and the monster laughs. It laughs. Or what you think is a laugh it sounds like a horrible gurgle but it must be amused by the way the pressure holding you down lets up only slightly.

Just as quick as the laugh came it’s gone replaced with silence and a monster straddling your hips it feels human.

And in away that makes it worse. When the monsters hands trail your body from your hips to your chest where they settle over the little silver bff locket Jennifer gave you, it brings its wet slimy lips to your cheeks and its tongue slips from its mouth and you come to realise it’s licking your tears from your cheeks. It’s hold lightens immensely as it places a light kiss over your lips and you cry harder unable to see what this thing is, before its pulling back and it’s stopped straddling your waist instead it sits with its hands on the floor and its knees to it’s shoulders.

In the dim moonlight you catch a glimpse of black hair, and a sickly smile

“Are you afraid of me?” It asks with a voice like Jennifer’s and you swallow the bile in your throat

“Yes.” You hoarsely whimper, you’re left with a horrible realisation the lips that just kissed you feel the same as when Jennifer does. Before you can confront this thing masquerading as Jennifer it replies.

“good” just when you think you’re safe the creature skitters back to toward you, you finally see what this creature is, the light a passing car that shines into your window gives you enough time to see the creature and you’re right.

it’s Jennifer, just Jennifer she doesn’t look like some permanently deformed monster she still looks beautiful despite Her face covered in mascara streaks and an inky black substance that littered her pale skin and what looks to be blood on her shirt jennifer smiles and she crawls towards you her hands trailing your chest to her necklace. And she leans near you her lips hovering over the shell of your ear and she places a kiss And it doesn’t feel like it did when you and Jennifer sleepover, or the way she leans towards you to whisper something in your ear at school this is intimate.

But this leaves you questioning If she was Jen why did she go so far to tug you to the floor? Why Did she hold you down? Why did cut your lamp? You had so many questions and by the way the girl observed you it unnerved you, it made it abundantly clear you weren’t getting any answers tonight but still you couldn’t help yourself.

“Jennifer?”you say through tears finally sitting up “Jen…what happened?” You ask tearfully she’s crouching on the balls of her feet her her arms holding her ankles and it’s impulsive but you can’t stop yourself you reach out to touch her cold cheek with a shaky hand.

“Why were you under my bed? What are you covered in?”Your hands still hold the girls face before venturing to her shoulders and you pull her to stand up with you and to your surprise she does it. she watches you with a familiar glint in her eyes and you can see she wasn’t some bogey man. Just Jennifer. covered in what you assume is blood, and an odd black substance, but she was still Jennifer.

“What did they do to you?” You whisper before you can stop yourself, tell yourself that is was just shock. Like shock did this kind of thing to people. You couldn’t trick yourself with lies something happened.

It would do no good to question the girl about it just yet, so you Lead her to your kitchen you filled up a glass of water for the girl and watched as she downed the entire thing before going through your fridge, tugging through all of your food, finding nothing of value.

She turned back to you and she watched you hungrily like she wanted to consume your soul like you were prey and she was predator, like a lion and an antelope on a nature documentary. It made your skin prickle.

“Jennifer? What’s going on?” You pleaded your eyes watching her every move, Jennifer stalks up to you with speed that makes you back track into the counter, and her body entraps you against the counter and her lips ghost yours before she pulls away and you fight the urge to chase her lips you watch as she dashes out the back door, the slam of a screen is the only thing that even told you you were not crazy That and the black goop drying to your body.

✧༺༻∞

The next morning you arrive late to school having missed first period, staying awake into the long hours of the morning too afraid to sleep. from the fire, to your odd encounter with Jennifer it left you shaking, sitting for hours in an extra hot shower trying to pull yourself together although the heat seemed to make your skin prickle and the fire in melody lane burn brighter in your mind. You needing to feel clean, you needed to shower off the grime, and the incident with Jennifer.

Maybe it was The mild case of smoke inhalation in your lungs that made you hallucinate last night but the black goo on your body made you question that theory.

when you finally arrived to your first class of the day you sat beside needy and the girl looked as traumatised as you felt and you don’t have to ask to know she’s had a night similar to yours.

“Hey” you greet and the girl greets a quiet “hi y/n” back but you don’t pay much mind not when you’re teacher begins to talk about the fire and the people who died who went to school with you.

At the mere mention of melody lane needy and yourself share a look with eachother a sense of guilt and dread that you three survived. It wasn’t dread over the fact you survived, you all were happy to be alive but you felt somewhat responsible for the fire despite not even setting it.

Why did three girls who are the most unlikely group of friends survive? Why not everyone else? Were they not equally important? What if one of them were going to cure cancer. Why did you live you weren’t going to cure cancer.

When the door to the classroom swing open and Jennifer walks in looking as perfect as ever, you can’t help but think the girl looks absolutely stunning (like always) your cheeks prickling with the feeling of her hand caressing them last night and you fight the urge to chase the imaginary feeling. Making sure you don’t raise your hand to your cheek over the feeling.

Instead you shake your shoulders like it’ll put your back in the present. It works. But you can’t shake the feeling of your hairs that stand up on the back of your neck as Jen pulls up a seat beside you and her warmth heats your side and her addictive perfume wafts around you, and you can tell she’s watching you with the same look as she always does. A sensual look thats different than the looks she gives her flings, it’s a look that makes you feel like you can’t breathe.

She slathers lip gloss over her plush pink lips as needy attempts to talk sense into Jennifer, you didn’t even realise she was talking. Only catching the final bit of her conversation

“Anyone we know?” You hear Jennifer ask like she doesn’t really care, but there’s a twinge of annoyance in her voice.

“We know everyone…” needy says her eyes watching Jennifer like she’s foreign. And you watch the desk like it’s the most interesting thing in the world.

You don’t pay much attention when Jennifer talks about how amazing she feels and how she doesn’t care about the fire. It shocks you truthfully because told but you don’t have the energy to pay attention to anything but the guilt when Craig’s friend, Jonas, starts crying in the middle of class.

You look down at your lap playing with your fingers as Jennifer talks to both yourself and needy you catch sight of needys hands. her nail beds caked with the same inky black substance that assaulted your body and for the first time since Jennifer walked in you look her in her eyes with a sort of horrified intrigue, it wasnt a dream that you conjured up in your fucked up mind. when your eyes flicker to needy something passes between you both. A shared Understanding.

✧༺༻∞

You spent the first day back at school in a weird headspace like your drifting through the hall’s hollow. Like your energy’s stagnant, like a ghost. It’s like you died in that fire.

It’s like you’re not actually here anymore you walk the halls seeing but not observing. Clutching your book to your chest as you walked the halls with needy the sounds of sobbing filled the halls, friends embracing friends it made the scene even more intense.

You were counting every minute down until the end of the day until you could go home watch some tv and stare into space, you stood beside needy looking through your locker as needy told chip about what she witnessed with Jennifer. You couldn’t help but pay attention to her story despite your hands searching for your school book.

“It was like evil…” needy shook her head unable to come up with words to describe it, chip watched the girl with something akin to awkward concern? Although chip was always awkward.

“I think you need to see the school shrink. I love you needy but that’s a little…crazy?” Chip shrugged defiantly before placing a kiss to needys cheek and walking to class.

“Well, I believe you needy. Something happened to me too last night she cut the cord to my lamp and she was under my bed…she pulled me to the floor- Somethings wrong.” Your voice shakes as you lowered it to a whisper confiding in needy with a nod of the blond girls head

“We need more information” needy spoke pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose

✧༺༻∞

When needy called you that night that Jonas had apparently been murdered and eaten it felt like time stilled, What curse was plaguing devils kettle stealing away its people it was odd. It was like melody lane was the one thing that caused a chain of events.

It was no time before news broke again there was another murder.

then another,

then finally Colin gray died after Jennifer agreed to go out with him.

Each murder had the same mo, a cannibal killing. murdering only boys. it was poetic As it was confusing, now you didn’t particularly care for any of these boys why would you? Who needed boys when you had Jennifer and needy? but you would admit to be eaten alive, left in a half finished houses, nothing but carnage with their pants down, rosary clutched in their bloody hands. It was pretty disgusting.

You empathised for these guys but truthfully you didn’t care, not one bit. The only people you cared for was needy and Jennifer and Jennifer had been glowing recently despite the murders, the girl waltzed around not a care in the world, she was living her best life. until she wasn’t.

Then there’d be another murder.

and then Jennifer would look beautiful again (not like she ever stopped but she’d look inhumanly beautiful.) And then shortly after she’d find another boy to toy with at school and in her fling with that boy she’d spend her nights in your bed, her soft fingers playing with your hair as you rested on her knees listening to the latest fall out boy cd And her strawberry lipgloss would leave a sheen on your lips that you’d be tasting for hours after.

And a scent on your tshirts that had you sniffing them for weeks, Then she’d disappear from your hold again. for weeks, she’d leave the sheets cold and her absence ever growing.

And you lay in your bed re-listening to fall out boy, and smelling her perfume on your tshirt to quench the Jennifer shaped hole in your life.

And she’d stop glowing, and she’d look tired, at school hair lifeless compared to its previous glowy form only a week ago.

And it began to make you wonder if maybe it was something more than just pms. It solidified your theory that something darker happened to Jennifer the day melody lane burned to the ground.

Maybe it changed Jennifer so much it made Jennifer kill these boys, you didn’t forget that night at your house where she looked inhuman. where she tugged you to the floor and her lips pressed against yours with force. like she’d have you right then and there like you’d be her last meal.

You had to confront her, Something was wrong with Jennifer check.

✧༺༻∞

It was a normal school day, nothing particularly special happened the morning your house empty by the time you woke up, the heater of your car blowing the same warm air against your cheeks as it always did, then you’d be at school the lively chatter of your fellow students excitement over the upcoming school dance was the only thing buzzing through the hallways

The various murders had become old news, by the time Colin grey died it was no longer of interest to be focused on the maneater “tormenting” devils kettle.

Just as quickly as the chatter came it left, and in its wake left nothing but a trail of murders behind and the horribly popular song released by low shoulder that seemingly took everyone in devils kettle by storm.

You couldn’t give a shit about the murders, these guys never cared about anyone but themselves, plus who needed boys they were useless anyway.

You’re infatuation with Jennifer grew but By this point in time you began to decipher by the help of needy, that Jennifer was a succubus. The blonde had been horrified to learn her friend had been killing these boys. That Jennifer virtually died the night the band shut the van door. Leaving Jennifer trapped with them.

The realisation that you indirectly killed the girl made you want to throw up, you’d never dream of harming the girl so learning you kinda sealed her fate left you wallowing.

The school library was chilly its plastic blue chairs and sad grey carpet left you rolling your eyes. The plain white desks and rows and rows of books left you and needy hidden from prying eyes

Shutting the occult book needy and your self discovered in the library both your hands shook with the realisation your friend was infact a demon, both needy and yourself shared a mildly horrified look and in no time the both of you departed the library the blonde to chip. And you to Jennifer.

✧༺༻∞

Rushing through the halls of devils kettle highschool you didn’t care to observe the faces of your peers opting to instead hurry through the halls to the change rooms Jennifer would have been only now finishing getting changed back from her flag girl practice and she’d always stay later for a long shower, so the room would be pretty much deserted. Perfect.

Flinging open the door to the change rooms you’re met with Jennifer tying her shoes on a small wooden bench the black haired girl lifts her head as you enter the room her usual bored expression plastered on her face her lips perfectly glossy and her eyes watched you with a sense of unnerving pleasure.

Like she enjoyed reading you to see when you’d figure her out.

“I know what you are” you tried to hide the shake in your voice when you spoke closing the change room door and stepping towards her. cringing inwardly at how blunt you seemed you refused to let the facade of fearlessness die so easily so you watched as Jennifer’s perfect lips tipped upward as the revelation

“Do you?” She dragged tucking hair behind her ear and standing up to stalk towards you bumped into the door as you stepped back you stopped the shuddering breath from leaving you when you felt her body creep in front of you her wicked eyes watched you.

“You’re a succubus. You’re the one killing the boys.”

“Boys are just placeholders, they come and they go.” The girl sneered her glossed lips bright as she watched you.

Steeling yourself beneath her gaze you took a breath filling your lungs with humid changeroom air;

“do you deny it?”

Your voice was strong as you stood your eyes boring into eachother you knew your icy tongue wouldnt do the girl any real harm, she’d had her fill she was immortal. Regenerative.

When you were met with silence Jennifer’s cold gaze calculating whether she should confess or kill you now. But the brave look in your eyes and the familiar feeling of your lips on hers she’d grown far too fond of you.

“Do. you. deny. it.” There was no doubt in you, now you were sure, Jennifer was a succubus you just needed her to confess to ensure you were not insane. Staring the girl in the eyes you hardened your gaze and you waited on baited breath for which of you would crack first.

This time,

it was Jennifer.

breaking eye contact she turned her gaze to the ground sighing. “Yes I’m a succubus god.” The girl groaned bored

“how did it happen?” You felt the flood gates open it had been involuntary for your concern to slip out through your cold facade

“The band freaks like totally sacrificed me, when I got into their creepy van it was like the fog on my mind cleared and I realised the trouble I was in, they took me to the falls and I tried to run but they caught me and…” the girl dragged the last bit out before plopping herself down on the bench sitting crisscrossed you sat next to the girl you felt tears well in your eyes.

Jennifer was murdered by the band freaks, and you didn’t try harder to stop her from entering that van, She died because of you.

You felt a lump rise in your throat, “they sacrificed you” you nodded and it felt like you were going to implode looking at your best friend and imagining her bloodied corpse all alone at the falls.

“Mhm, When they caught me they gagged me, and then sacrificed me to Satan- how fucking lame is that!” Jennifer rolled her eyes yet there was a hint of pain shining in her eyes maybe Jen wasn’t completely gone.

“And well after everything happened I managed to find my way to you… I was so hungry but I couldn’t bring myself to kill you, I like you too much.” Despite her bored tone her fingers fiddled in her lap she was nervous to confess this.

“Jennifer” your eyes shone as you watched the girl this was the closest you’d get to Jennifer telling you she loved you, atleast right now. But you understood what the raven haired girl was telling you, and it was like everything she’s done up to this point didn’t matter to you.

“Jen. I don’t care that you have to kill and eat boys, i don’t care that you’re like a demon now? I don’t care about any of it.” You shook your hands as you spoke with volition any confliction you held washed away.

“Jennifer I have loved you since we were kids. you were always my girl. Fuck those guys! The boys you’ve eaten, the band freaks, every pathetic morsel in devils kettle! fuck all of them! I want you, Demon and all.” You exclaimed your warm hands enclosing her cold ones your eyes booring into hers, the shiny sheen of lipgloss on her pink lips made you want to kiss her

It had been months since the fire, months since the girl had caressed your body like she was starving. Like your soft skin bled life itself into her undead heart.

You couldn’t wait any longer, you only had now.

“Can I kiss you?” Your hands hovered over the girls cool cheeks as you asked in a whisper, Jennifer didn’t respond instead the girl shot forward catching your lips into a kiss her lipgloss sticking to your lips as Jennifer had her way with you the girl certainly was a great kisser finally snapping out of your stupor, you kissed her back feverishly.

Both lips fitting together like pieces to a puzzle you hope to never pull back from her lips again. You’d put all of your fears behind you even if it was just for now.

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